[ A little nod indicates her understanding, and she files the information away in the back of her mind. She wishes she knew more about the specifics of her state, truthfully, but there may be some indication in that the illusion seems to have stagnated to an extent and is not growing any larger - which coincides with her calming down slightly, though it could be coincidence more than anything. ]
[ There's a noticeable pause at the mention of the pleasure district. Her posture doesn't stiffen, exactly, so much as she just sort of... stills. (She wasn't moving much to begin with.) Then her fingers curl in, hesitate, uncurl again. ]
I can't swim. [ She says, with a tone that straddles the line between off-handed and hopeful, as if that might, despite Naoto's claim, excuse Naminé from having to make use of that Plan B. (Suffice it to say that there was probably an Incident at some point that, circumstances aside, she has no desire to repeat.) ]
[ And there's a tiny hint of discomfort at the notion, but it doesn't linger long, and as she watches Naoto rise, she shakes her head. ]
I don't think so. [ She hasn't done much moving recently, but she doubts the capacity of her legs has changed. (They feel a bit unsteady from a combination of stress, adrenaline, and the overuse of her magic, but that's of little relevance. If she must move, she must.) ] Guiding should be... sufficient, yes.
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[ There's a noticeable pause at the mention of the pleasure district. Her posture doesn't stiffen, exactly, so much as she just sort of... stills. (She wasn't moving much to begin with.) Then her fingers curl in, hesitate, uncurl again. ]
I can't swim. [ She says, with a tone that straddles the line between off-handed and hopeful, as if that might, despite Naoto's claim, excuse Naminé from having to make use of that Plan B. (Suffice it to say that there was probably an Incident at some point that, circumstances aside, she has no desire to repeat.) ]
[ And there's a tiny hint of discomfort at the notion, but it doesn't linger long, and as she watches Naoto rise, she shakes her head. ]
I don't think so. [ She hasn't done much moving recently, but she doubts the capacity of her legs has changed. (They feel a bit unsteady from a combination of stress, adrenaline, and the overuse of her magic, but that's of little relevance. If she must move, she must.) ] Guiding should be... sufficient, yes.